Chapter 43: One Strike's Might

ntly poured the bowl of ink-black medicine into it.Glug, glug.Jiang Wang quickly swallowed.With a will as strong as his, even his brow was furrowed now, tight as iron.Miaoyu's hands were steady, and t... Chong Xuan.>A figure in white, like snow, was walking and talking with a deceased spring army general.Zhong Xuan quietly leaned forward, wanting to hear what this distinguished cousin had to say abou...